the heart will find its lover

the world is full of cowards and thieves, breaking hearts and stealing dreams.

they meet on corners of empty streets, sharing victories in our defeat.

if at first they don’t succeed they don’t just try again, they parade our hearts for all to see and surveille them as they bleed. 

with every cut the wound is formed and heals a little slower, but beat on it must in the hope; that the heart will find its lover.

  

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. jinkerson says:

    Bless you, you beautiful person.

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    1. seasonsofapril says:

      Thank you Tim 🙂

      Like

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